Rick kept checking his watch and bouncing his knees waiting for her.
Rick kept checking the busy streets for her but couldn't find her.
"Where is she," He said to himself checking his watch again.
Everyday at 8:30 she would come into this café order a coffee and sit in the back booth reading a book for an hour.
It was 8:33 maybe something happened to her or maybe she found a new café.
He stood up and was about to pick up his coat when her heard the bell on the door ring his head shoot up to see her at the door taking of her beanie and run her hand through her hair.
She walked over to the counter and ordered her coffee then went to the back of the café and started to read her book.
Rick really wanted to talk to her he wanted to talk to her for the last year but he didn't know what to say he already knew her name maybe he could ask her what book she was reading?.
He stood up and walked over to her booth he stood there for a couple of minutes but she was too into her book to notice him till she looked up.
"Hi," She said.
" .uh," Rick said nervously till he turned around quickly and left.